Sunday, October 12

-
those speaking the truth
&
pulling back the curtain
are mocked
&
jeered
until others start saying the same things
then they become a threat

-
we stand upon the souls we once were
only transported through time
remembering
more
&
more
there is a possibility it could be our time
to become the pharoh
or cause the pharoh to fall

-
either way it is unimportant
as the children all go insane
they will not even be guided by mere thoughts
or
emotions
or anything they think they know

-
the draft is coming
I feel the cold
it is in the air
there will be no petitions
no contracts
this draft has us all
if we live through the conjuring
-
placid days
coming to hypnotize
the subtle shape
&
shift
brings illusion of grandeur
promising much
unless much awareness is granted
destruction will come
from those less observant
-
to call a tune
strum one down
pour the mead
you see
I'm not sure when
but this is about to be
a very long journey
-
open the doors to those of dirty hands
it means they work hard
listen closely to the quiet voice
for they are reserved
&
have learned much
follow not the pretty smile to the slaughter

Friday, October 10

I turned my head too quickly. The disorientation was a result of the sudden shift of perspective. I stood up too suddenly. The black vapor I caught in my peripheral vision was an illusion caused by a change in blood pressure. I cleaned recently. The mists in the air are only dust caught in the sunlight. There's not really anything there. I'm pretty sure of it.

Once again we had our biggest week ever, topping 1000 hits in one day. We also got a review on Grimrack'd's Dross blog.

We're looking into options for making the newer additions easier to get to, so that those of you that keep
coming back don't have to follow the entire chain back to where you left off. We're considering an RSS feed for
the site itself, but have certain reservations. Other options could be a weekly updated sitemap, an updates
page on the site somewhere, an email newsletter.... Let us know if you have ideas, and what would work best for
you.

Thursday, October 2

they’ve planted the seeds
watered them profusely
grown them quickly with their toxic debris
around all of those that now can’t grow
(around all of humanity)
genetically enhanced to need them in order to feed
blinded the shell cannot see
(no more opened eyes, 3rd generation full of lies)
Where to drink or where to feed?
withering upon the land as it dies too
ingestion of the toxic stew provided
&
told to consume
&
another box gets made
to separate the Earth from man
(again)
clocks in my head
are
ticking differently
(than their atomic machines)
some think I am crazy
some want to see me bleed
the words of angels you’ve ignored
those words were seeds (unadorned)
listen
listen
as the world grows smaller
it’s even easier to see
if you haven’t spent your soul in this society
there’s always a dream to bring to life
always a way to make it reality

raging waters
Where have you gone?
damned them all and took the spawn
from it’s tree
as if it were we living underwater (fish in the trees)
or like we’re endless beings (in these bodies)
like nothing bad will happen (if we all just go along)
like we shouldn’t be
like we shouldn’t care a thing
like we should hoard these papers white & green
like we should always watch tv (to find reality)
like we weren’t anyfuckingthing
at all

your rain is a lie
your rain is acid
and I don’t fear (not a fucking thing)
not even you
your rain is a lie
your rain is a lie (reign)
your rain is a lie
your rain is a lie
but the poison seeps on through
it’ll kill the best of them
it’ll kill the best of them
&

they keep standing still
&

they keep watching them kill
("honey turn up the tv please")
as you kill yourselves
standing still
Don’t you notice you’ll never see those who "lead" doing much more than following
the Same old playbook

the Same old thing
the Same old direction
from another Regime
(nothing original of course)
play by play?
&